Huang Jiu and I got on the bus, and more than a dozen middle-aged people in the car got up together and saluted us from their seats.

Huang Jiuyi's stomach was angry, and he was vented by this scene, grinned, waved his paws, and said, "Hello everyone, good everyone." ”

But I scanned around and saw that there was an empty seat in the front row.

Huang Jiu also noticed it at this time, and his grinning mouth gradually retracted, ready to go crazy.

Seeing this, Mao Xiaoyun hurriedly said: "Elder Huang, as an immortal family, naturally can't fall into the seat of mortals, our car is just twenty-three people......"

"Everyone, it's Elder Huang's seat."

That's a clever statement, but it's also false.

He just calculated the head and rented this car, if Huang Jiu was counted, it would not be enough.

But what he said was good, Huang Jiu didn't get mad on the spot, but jumped directly from my shoulder to Mao Xiaoyun's head, smoothed Mao Xiaoyun's hair with his hind feet, and lay on it and said, "Okay, Ninth Master, I'll sit here all the way!" ”

It stands to reason that Mao Xiaoyun was shooting himself in the foot, and he was depressed, but he said with a smile: "As long as the ninth master is comfortable, you can do anything!" ”

I didn't say it, but I thought in my heart, Maoshan is already so poor?

But as long as the ninth master doesn't go crazy, everything will be fine.

I sat down, held the Seven Kills Sword in my arms, and didn't bother to take care of Mao Xiaoyun, closing my eyes to recuperate.

Listening to Mao Xiaoyun and Huang Jiu's conversation, I learned that it is more than 2,000 kilometers from Mingkun to Liyang, and it takes more than 20 hours to travel from Mingkun to Liyang.

And Maoshan is between Lishui and Gaochun.

I don't have a concept of geographical location, only the concept of time.

At about ten o'clock in the evening of the same day, the car entered the service area.

I originally wanted to go to the snack bar inside to see what to eat, but before I left, Mao Xiaoyun took down two boxes of instant noodles from the car and commanded everyone: "There is free boiling water in the service area, everyone is faster." ”

Seeing this, Huang Jiu and I could only stop.

Mao Xiaoyun came up and said, "Two elders, eating instant noodles saves time, we can't delay for too long." ”

My brow furrowed.

More than 20 people lined up to wait for boiling water, and the water boiler couldn't keep up, where did it come to save time.

I couldn't help it and asked, "Senior brother, is Maoshan's funds really so lacking?" ”

Mao Xiaoyun's words hit him in the throat at once. I didn't pretend anymore, and sighed and said, "Don't hide it, it's cleaner than your face." ”

My face darkened and I asked, "The people in the car are all Maoshan disciples, right?" ”

Mao Xiaoyun nodded awkwardly.

"Senior brother, that's twelve flying zombies, aren't you fooling around?"

"Senior brother, don't worry, they are all my Maoshan leaders, walking in the countryside, when it comes to catching zombies, lonely souls and wild ghosts, they are all good hands."

I didn't know what to say for a while.

I don't look down on Maoshan disciples, when it comes to dealing with zombies, they do have a hand.

But walking in the countryside all year round, they probably haven't seen such an existence as a flying zombie.

Mao Xiaoyun saw that my face was dark, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, there is also the layout of Maoshan Ancestor in the mountain, and this time, in order to be foolproof, I also prepared a net of heaven and earth." ”

As he spoke, he opened the trunk on the side, and there was a pile of fishnet-like things woven out of red thread.

As soon as the wind blows, you can smell a strong smell of blood.

The so-called Tianluo net is a fishing net woven with the tail of a black donkey and soaked in the blood of a black dog.

It is a must to deal with old zombies.

And the net in front of me looks like it's been around for some years, and now it's been soaked in new black dog blood.

Next to the net, there was a box of coffin nails, and when I picked it up, it was full of eight-inch-long nails.

Judging from these two items, as long as Lao Zhuang didn't take the initiative to break the coffin, plus Huang Jiu chased Jin Youcai, he should be able to get a lot of good things, and it was not a big problem.

What's more, the group of people in the car walked the rivers and lakes, and it was impossible to carry nothing with them.

"If nothing else, it's no problem!" I closed the lid.

Mao Xiaoyun rubbed his hands and said, "Senior brother, senior brother knows that your family has a big business, if you have a lot of money, why don't you invite senior brother to have a meal?" ”

I stared back at him, not knowing what to say about him.

Maoshan, the birthplace of the Shangqing faction, has the reputation of "Shangqing Altar", the first blessed land, and the eighth cave heaven in Taoism.

How can a boss get mixed up like this?

I tried to taunt him, but I couldn't say anything.

Throughout the ages, true Taoists may be like this.

On the contrary, the current famous and decent families have fallen into the eyes of money one by one and lost their orthodoxy.

But let me have a treat, he also thought too much.

After all, when we go to eat, we can't let a dozen or twenty people look at us with instant noodle bowls.

I walked back to the instant noodle box, grabbed a bucket of instant noodles without saying a word, and walked towards the water boiler.

Seeing this, Mao Xiaoyun took a stab with a bitter face and followed.

After eating, I changed to a different person to drive and continued on the road.

The next day's three meals were all instant noodles, and after eating a few boxes of instant noodles, we also happened to arrive in Liyang.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I invited them to a fast meal in Liyang.

The people of Maoshan did not dislike it, and they all ate with relish.

It can be seen that poverty seems to be the atmosphere of the entire sect in Maoshan.

It's a pity that the times are different, and people's hearts are not satisfied. If it weren't for the disciples of Maoshan to lead one disciple, Maoshan would have withered faster.

Every sect has an idea on which each sect stands, and I didn't say anything.

Starting from Liyang, we spent half a day, and at eight o'clock in the morning, the car stopped at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

By the morning light, I saw an ancient road leading directly to the mountain, and the scale was not inferior to the mountain gate of Longhu Mountain.

It's just in disrepair, the mountain road is overgrown with wild grass, and there is still a clump of grass growing on the head of the mountain gate archway, like a grave.

When the morning sun rises, purple air gathers in the mountains.

I sighed.

The rise and fall of a major sect is really vividly reflected in Maoshan.

However, the disciples from Maoshan did not have any emotion, as if they were accustomed to it.

Seeing more than a dozen people, none of them thought about cleaning up the weeds on the door number, so I couldn't help but point: "Senior brother, do you want to clean it up?" ”

Mao Xiaoyun said indifferently: "Senior brother, the growth of all things and the rise and fall of dynasties are natural laws, and we don't need to interfere with them." ”

What he said made sense, and it was also in line with Taoist truth.

It's just a matter of shoveling it out easily, and he will give me a big reason?

Fortunately, one of the people accompanying him couldn't see it, walked to the door number, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a magic fire fell from the sky, burning the weeds in an instant.

But that's all he did.

I shook my head helplessly, and without many hands, I followed them up the mountain.

Climbing to the top of the hill, there stood a gate with paint peeling.

The head followed, whether it was the acting head or the official head, when he got here, it was naturally Mao Xiaoyun who led the way, but he shrank to the back instead.